A Rose By Any Other Name

A Rose By Any Other Name

Does Destiny Rose actually need that whip to acquire your attention? Getting whipped by these zeppelins is one more story. The merely castigation is not getting to see her milk sacks out fast enough. Once this prop is put off to the side, the focus can zero in on her great bigger than run of the mill billibongs, smooth booty and handsome, sexy taco.

When Destiny was visiting, she wanted to discover out a Florida exotic dancing club. As a dancer herself, she loves checking out dancers. So that babe went to place near SCORE.

“I actually wanted to go and check it out and I was hungry, so I wanted to acquire a cheeseburger. But they have a rule that you can’t go in with out a male escort and I did not have one. I smiled at the bouncer and that lady-killer let me in in any case. So I went in alone. And I ate my food and then I was checking out the cuties and then they kicked me out!”

That’s not fair.

“I think it had to do with the fact that the gals there didn’t have bigger than run of the mill milk sacks like I do and all the studs were checking out my marangos. I guess I was taking attention away from the dancers, so they said me to leave. I understood. I was not batty.”

If SCORE owned a club, all honeys would be welcome. In fact, we’d feed them for free.

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